Chapter 1103 Bloodstained Handwriting

The scholar in white fell from the second floor, but only sprained his foot, which could only be considered a minor injury.

After all, he was not born in a martial arts family, but was just a scholar. He only learned the basics of archery and charioteering. Moreover, he slipped and fell. In pain, he hurriedly called the guards.

Seeing the guards gathered on all sides, several assassins realized that there was no time to go downstairs, so they simply jumped down from the second floor. If the scholar in white had not rolled away, if he was stepped on, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.

Instinctively for survival, the scholar in white ran away desperately. With every step he took, his injured foot seemed to be broken, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

I don’t know if he was lucky or if other guards rescued him in time, but he actually ran into the guards. There were more than ten guards around him, and it was unlikely for several assassins to succeed.

Could it be that he was really blessed by the dragon's energy? Wu Yi, who was watching this scene from afar, was speechless. Didn't these people know to send someone outside to take care of the aftermath? They rushed in all at once, and now they were in a dilemma. Wu Yi couldn't find a chance to intervene.

It was impossible for Wu Yi to really kill the white-clothed scholar himself. After all, he was a disciple of King Lu. In that case, Wu Yi would be the enemy of the entire Daji Dynasty.

However, when the situation was urgent, it was the best time to test one's ability.

As the fight continued, the identities of several assassins had already been exposed. The white-clothed scholar didn't expect the assassin to be hiding beside him, and he couldn't help but show fear on his face. Even those who were guarding him didn't dare to believe it for a moment and quietly stepped back.

This tiny move was seen by an assassin, who came up with a plan and called a person who had talked more before to let him take action together.

Originally, only the white-clothed scholar thought of this. After the assassin said this, everyone suddenly realized that even the companions who were fighting side by side with him at this moment were likely assassins. Who knows if they are using a trick to make them hurt and prepare to take action later.

For a moment, the guards, who had shown an overwhelming victory, became restrained and dared not cooperate with their companions. There were many mistakes. Several assassins collided, and one assassin actually broke through the blockade and came to the white-clothed scholar in a few big steps.

The white-clothed scholar saw the white sword coming towards him, and was frightened for a moment. Like a turtle, he dodged the sword in an ungentlemanly manner. The blade brushed across his face, cutting off several strands of black hair, and the face that was no less than that of a woman also left a shallow wound.

The white-clothed scholar touched his wound and saw the blood on his hands. He couldn't help but feel the dead souls all around. Seeing the guards in front of him restrained and beaten around by several assassins, he was even more furious and cursed: "A bunch of traitors, if I die, none of you will have a good life!"

I still remember that when I first met this white-clothed scholar, Wu Yi described him like this, with a handsome and heroic figure, towering and proud, and austere steps.

But at this moment, it is really difficult to match the other party with the previous face. In the face of life and death, most people will reveal their true nature.

The white-clothed scholar cursed like this, which may not be a big deal for him, just to satisfy his mouth.

But for Wu Yi, this remark is undoubtedly a question of the loyalty of the guards. The disharmony naturally gave Wu Yi an opportunity.

There was no chance to take action before, and now the opportunity came to him. Wu Yi would not let it go easily. He led a calamity and left. The guards were already dissatisfied. If it weren't for the fact that the white-clothed scholar had the King of Lu behind him, they would have abandoned him long ago.

At this moment, stimulated by the calamity, several people really seemed to lose their minds, threw the handle of the knife on the ground, made a heavy sound, shouted that I quit, and waved their sleeves and left.

"Okay, okay! Jump out one by one! You are in the same group as the assassins, hurry up, take them down together!" The white-clothed scholar was so humiliated that he shouted hysterically, without any elegant demeanor.

Even if there was no influence of the robbery, the scholar in white might have said something like this. Abandoning the sword in battle was no different from deserting. Even if the incident was brought to the emperor's desk, he would still be in the right.

However, at this moment, the so-called justice of heaven was of little use. The scholar in white had to rely on these big-headed soldiers for protection, but he even clipped his own wings. He was really courting death. He was still a little young and had not experienced the beating of society.

As expected, after the scholar in white gave the order, the guards hesitated for a moment and stood still. The scholar in white scolded them harshly, and the guards moved slowly.

For a while, the situation was so chaotic that it was hard to describe. Only the house behind him was burning, and the trend did not change. The fire shone in all directions. The whole night was in turmoil. After dawn, there were still swords and guns. The villagers stayed indoors and did not dare to participate in this incident.

The scholar in white had a good hand, but he played it badly. In the chaos, except for the dozen people he brought with him, the other runners recruited from the nearby county government were simply not working hard.

Although the number of assassins was small, they were determined to die and were extremely brave. Even if they had to lose their hands and feet, they would die with others. The runners came out to make money. If they could get a good reputation after death, there were people willing to fight to the death. However, the scholar in white acted like this, which made people lose the support of the people.

In the end, the scholar in white was not killed except for a knife in front of him, and several assassins and the runners who were instigated were killed, bleeding profusely, and the scene was bloody.

The scholar in white was not dead, but Wu Yi's goal had been achieved. The handwritten letter of the deity had been contaminated by blood, the words were unclear, and the divinity was lost. In short, it was no longer effective.

The team of the scholar in white was actually full of suspicion. No one trusted their companions, especially the yamen runners recruited from various county offices. They were more suspicious and their emotions were surging.

If they were to provoke at this moment, it would not be impossible to put the scholar in white to death, but since the goal had been achieved, there was no need to add fuel to the fire.

The departure of a scholar in white with scars all over his body would actually have a greater impact on King Lu. He would think twice before trying to control the White Horse Clan through such means in the future.

After taking a deep look at the scholar in white, Wu Yi turned into the wind and left without stopping.

Wu Yi wanted to return directly to Dujing County to replace the goddess's Shinto talisman so as to continue to comprehend the way of Yiqi.

But halfway through the journey, Wu Yi suddenly received a spiritual letter from Taotie, saying that he had encountered a troublesome opponent and wanted Wu Yi to go and pick him up.